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MAIN SIM Landing on Beltran

Posted Feb. 23, 2024, 11:16 p.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Reia Shandy (C Intelligence -Comm Officer) (Catt Bennett)

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The flight down to the surface once the shuttles exited the “chop” was highly uneventful. It gave the shuttles’ occupants a real-time glance at the planet’s surface. The images of the capital from the official holo message along with the images from the Federation briefing showed the same thing: gorgeous architecture, lush landscape, and vibrant culture. What it did not show was the larger landscape. Outside the city limits, the planet’s surface was bleak and barren giving the capital an oasis-type feeling. For hundreds upon hundreds of miles around the city, the landscape was as flat and featureless reminding anyone with combat experience of a razed battleground.

“Wonder where they grow their food,” Dagen mused as he saw the blasted heath as it were. He had to admit the city looked good. More than good. “It’s like an amazing cruise ship in a barren ocean. Hmmm.” Was the ground infertile? There were ways to terraform regions and not just planets. “Terraforming regions for agriculture could be a negotiating item,” he said aloud as a thought.

The view lasted long enough for banter and speculation before the shuttle settled on the landing pad. As the hatches opened, the crew of both shuttles were greeted by a single five-man team dressed in Federation combat fatigues waiting on the tarmac. “Welcome crew of the USS Genesis,” Lt Dean announced in a deep voice as if the were cadets arriving to the academy and not a crew of officers that outranked him. This was not his first rodeo with a new ship coming to the planet surface. As soon as he got them where they needed to be, Dean and his boys were going to find a night quiet corner and throw back a few.

‘That sounds canned,’ Dagen thought as he listened to the spiel. By their tone he was almost inviting a uniform inspection by the Captain. That might shake off the ho hum nature of that. As non-regulation as Dagen was he still felt himself bristle at that ‘let’s herd the sheep’ tone.

“If you would kindly huddle up we can get you out of here and into your swanky party.” Making a few gestures with his hands, the two men next to Dean moved onto the shuttles the Genesis crew was disembarking.

GM Kate

Dagen saw the brewing storm cloud on the Captain’s face. That was not going to pass before it blew over the Lt, he was sure of that.

“Lt. Dean,” Calvin stated moving out of the shuttle but making sure his gaze on the two officers entering the shuttle betrayed his less than amused emotion circulating in his gut. “Is there a reason your officers are commandeering my ships without a direct command from me or my XO and if it is not too much bother,” he waved his hands around slightly as if it were a casual conversation between friends, “care to tell me where you think you are taking them?” Long ago, Calvin learned sarcasm went further than barking an order and gave him a clue as to the intelligence to whom he was addressing. Less intelligent individuals missed the subtleties in sarcasm even though often the words used when speaking had more bite than those used at an increased volume.

Marius CO

Dagen noted the atmosphere of the landing area that shifted from ship systems to planet environment. He breathed in the air and tested the gravity as he took in the sights. Curiously he felt the temperature dropped a couple of degrees with the quietly spoken but yet underlying intense inquiry from the Captain. Swanky party. It didn’t seem that this Lt had seen more action than the inside of some quarters for a while.
- Dagen, CE

Surra stepped off the shuttle onto the planet, her senses immediately absorbing the change in atmosphere. She glanced around, taking in the landscape.

As Lt. Dean began his welcoming speech, Surra couldn’t help but feel a pang of annoyance at his overly cheerful demeanor. It felt contrived like he was trying too hard to play the role of the welcoming committee.
When Captain Calvin intervened with his pointed questions, Surra couldn’t help but admire his deft handling of the situation. His sarcasm was subtle yet effective, a clear indication of his displeasure without resorting to overt aggression.

Keeping her expression neutral, Surra moved closer to the group, ready to follow Captain Calvin’s lead. As they prepared to depart for the party Surra remained vigilant, her senses sharp and attuned to any unexpected events that may occur.

Lieutenant Almikaz
(CSO)

Reia had stepped out of the shuttle and taken a place near the Captain. She felt no reason to make herself known in any special way. When the lieutenant was prattling on she did however make it a parent that she found his speech very boring. AS silent yawn, but the meaning was clear. She didn’t know if these people had been briefed on whom they were speaking or whom was among the crew, but it didn’t really matter to her.

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